Something stirred inside Zeenia. While she had s*x twice the month before, the seduction had not been like this. Both the times she was the one to initiate advances, this time she felt submissive enough to crawl into a hole.
Zeenia tried to ignore the woman as she took her turns at the pool table. By the end of the half-hour, she was last in rank, and when she looked around casually the woman was still staring at her.
When the men left, it was as if an excuse for the woman staring at Zeenia. She uncrossed her slender legs and rose from her chair, and extinguished her cigarette. Zeenia cleaned up the pool cues and balls...anything to not look like she was affected by the woman, the pool table light illuminating more than Zeenia cared to see.
The woman had a hard-set face creased with li
